What of the mighty setting sun but glory to behold,
a light of day that once begun with hours to unfold.
In blaze across the tempered sky with kisses to the wind
a hue of waltz within the clouds that touches soul and skin
No other star shall ever shine as luminous as she…
Who stands upon horizons tip and melts into the sea.
Deo Volente
February 21, 2011
http://deosview.blogspot.com/2011/02/at-end.html
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